a virtual reverie

All I am to my cat is a serf.

This is an obvious duh. Cats have the life. They sleep for 23.5 hours of the day. The other .5 is spent eating food that I have bought and served, chasing a laser pointer which I have provided for entertainment, and taking a crap, that I will inevitably clean up for her later. I swear, I'm a slave to my cat. But in spite of my indentured servitude to the fur ball, I love her. If you have one of your own, you know exactly what I'm talking about.